Pepper Broccoli Hash

Then the world started trembling as the ground parted and dragged me under.

Ok so that was a bit dramatic but my entire life as well as who to contact in case something happens (like say I go batshit crazy over losing my phone) is in my phone.

My memory isn’t what it used to be.. In truth, my memory went up in a cloud of purple haze like smoke during my college years..

Haha..just kidding…

Really..

Forget I said that..

The point.. My phone alerts me for just about everything..

Wake up

Get To Work

There’s another pointless meeting today, avoid it at all cost!

Pick up your kids

This is the way home.. Your destination is on the left..

My daughter is enrolled in 6,534 different activities during the week and I’ve been informed that I’m the one responsible for getting her there..something about being her parent…

That could all be a lie but I don’t want to chance it and then be a topic on Nancy Grace.

Well, without my phone to alert me of these activities.. All is lost.

She didn’t make it to gymnastics that day. Or was it dance..no no it was volleyball…

Wait let me check my phone..

Sorry…After apologizing profusely.. I asked what I could do to make it up to her.. She goes on and on about something.. too bad I don’t hear a word she says because I’m too busy throwing pillows off the sofa and digging through my closet looking for that damn phone. It was discovered much later.. in the trash can.. because I have this 2 year old that lives in my house that thinks everything should be thrown in the trash…“See mommy.. dirty..haha” It was cute at first but now it’s getting out of control. It may be time for him to get his own place.The next morning, I’m awakened by the smell of something burning.. so I grab my keys and an umbrella and make a mad dash down the stairs.. To find my daughter making pancakes..“What do you think, should I add more cinnamon?” “what are you doing?” “you told me I could make pancakes” “I did? When? Wait.. do you smell something burning?”“yea, I figured that meant it was time to turn them over”

Needless to say, we didn’t eat pancakes that morning. Together we pulled out some leftover potatoes and peppers and made this ridiculously easy hash. I was going to name it “The remember promises you make to your kids hash” or “Use all leftover vegetables before they go bad hash ”But those names were taken.So Pepper Broccoli Hash it is….

These are flavorful hash browns with a bit of a Cajun-like seasoning combination mixed in. Take it up a notch by adding more cayenne or Tony’s seasoning to give it more heat. Top with a runny egg situation and you’ve got yourself a solid plate of hash brown breakfast greatness.

Place potatoes in a large pot, cover with water and cook on medium high heat until water starts to boil. Lower the heat and allow potatoes to cook for about 10 minutes.

You want the potatoes to still be firm, only half cooked.Drain and set aside to allow to cool. Dice into 1.2 in thick pieces and set aside.

In a large cast iron skillet heat the oil and melt the butter over medium high heat. Add onions and cook, stirring for about 4 minutes or until softened. Add garlic and peppers (red and jalapeno) and cook for about 2 minutes.

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I think the world would crumble around me, too, if I lost my phone. And I, too, have a reminder for EVERYTHING (pregnancy brain is on overdrive right now)… it would be catastrophic. But this breakfast hash looks like a winner! Especially with an egg on top and a biscuit on the side, oh yes.

I have post-it notes everywhere as reminders. What's worse, that I need them or that I use that archaic method? Lol. This breakfast hash looks delicious! It looks like something that I had ordered at a restaurant and loved so I'm anxious to try this. 🙂Tina at http://www.tinaschic.com

Oh man, I would totally forgive you for most anything if you made me this hash. It looks so pretty with those bits of broccoli and peppers. Your story reminds me of my friend's story when her 2-year old hid her wedding rings and she found it under a piece of furniture right after she was convinced they had been thrown in the trash and she was mustering up the courage to tell her husband. My heart sank just listening to that story.